"No racial option narrows grief, Pain is not patriot, And sorrow plaits her dismal leaf For all as lief as not. With blind sheep groping every hill, Searching an oriflamme, How shall the shpherd heart then thrill To only the darker lamb?" -Countee Cullen ___________________________ WARNING: POEM IS NOT MINE!! BELONGS TO COUNTEE CULLEN!! BSD(BUNGOU STRAY DOGS) IS NOT MINE!! CREDITS TO THE CREATORS AND MAKER!!! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION AND TO NOT BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!! THANK YOU!!